Expected
I expected all of this shit i aint trippin
I expected all of this shit i aint bitchin
I expected all of this shit
I aint know you was gon fuck fall in love with the bitch
know she miss me
I expected all of this shit but aint know u go slime out ya nigga for a little penny
Keep sayin u might man these niggas be iffy
I want da cornbread countin jiffy
Smell like a pound i roll up like a hippi
She off a shot or two, she trying to lick me
Baby get at me
She like my voice cause that shit a little raspy
Fuck from the back while im gripping her ass cheek
Knew she caught feelings
I aint want no dealings
Aint trying to lay up i be worried about a million
These niggas gon envy and bitch they opinions
I expected thats shit cause my niggas be winning
Its fourth quarter wont stop we gotta go hard
Her pussy good, but aint worth no go yard
know they wont expecting for me to go far
i whip the hyundai like im in a go cart
They say its chrome but i aint go no heart
No they aint come up w me they got no part
Why u be wellin u cant go but so far
I expected all of this shit i aint tripping
I expected all of this shit i aint bitchin
I expected i aint know you was gon fuck fall in love with the bitch
know she miss me
I expected all of this shit but aint know u go slime out your nigga for a little penny
Keep sayin u might man these niggas be iffy
I want da cornbread countin jiffy
This shirt cost a bit i cant get me a stain
If ask where im from than i came up from pain
Luh bitch she a groupie now she screaming gang
Aye little bro be cool but i aint trying to hang
Hit up wale for the pack he gone get it off
Im glad dat uncle aint od off the fentanyl
Trying to be rich forever like rick rosss
Niggas aint havin they way they be pissed off
Bitch its SIR HEFTY BR be the big dog
Im Ballin like i won da tip off
She be so nasty she trying to lick the tip off
Dont put yo hand in my plate chop your wrist off
Rip take know that we about to lift off
Figure shit out by myself like jigsaw
Uhhhh...
Know we get to it
Lit as a bitvh i cant run out of fluid
If she see a alot of this money shell do it
He had the route to get rich but he blew it
Feel like im scarr if he play im going to blow it
Snakes in this shit so my grass had to
mow it
If i had some acres marijuana il grow it
I be like tupac BR be the poet
Im high as a bitch & it aint no deploying
But if i land i take off in a foreign
Skkkrr...
I expected all of this shit i aint bitchin
I expected all of this shit
I aint know you was gon fuck fall in love with the bitch
know she miss me
I expected all of this shit but aint know u go slime out ya nigga for a little penny
Keep sayin u might man these niggas be iffy
I want da cornbread countin jiffy
Smell like a pound i roll up like a hippi
She off a shot or two, she trying to lick me
Baby get at me
She like my voice cause that shit a little raspy
Fuck from the back while im gripping her ass cheek
Knew she caught feelings
I aint want no dealings
Aint trying to lay up i be worried about a million
These niggas gon envy and bitch they opinions
I expected thats shit cause my niggas be winning
Its fourth quarter wont stop we gotta go hard
Her pussy good, but aint worth no go yard
know they wont expecting for me to go far
i whip the hyundai like im in a go cart
They say its chrome but i aint go no heart
No they aint come up w me they got no part
Why u be wellin u cant go but so far
I expected all of this shit i aint tripping
I expected all of this shit i aint bitchin
I expected i aint know you was gon fuck fall in love with the bitch
know she miss me
I expected all of this shit but aint know u go slime out your nigga for a little penny
Keep sayin u might man these niggas be iffy
I want da cornbread countin jiffy
This shirt cost a bit i cant get me a stain
If ask where im from than i came up from pain
Luh bitch she a groupie now she screaming gang
Aye little bro be cool but i aint trying to hang
Hit up wale for the pack he gone get it off
Im glad dat uncle aint od off the fentanyl
Trying to be rich forever like rick rosss
Niggas aint havin they way they be pissed off
Bitch its SIR HEFTY BR be the big dog
Im Ballin like i won da tip off
She be so nasty she trying to lick the tip off
Dont put yo hand in my plate chop your wrist off
Rip take know that we about to lift off
Figure shit out by myself like jigsaw
Uhhhh...
Know we get to it
Lit as a bitvh i cant run out of fluid
If she see a alot of this money shell do it
He had the route to get rich but he blew it
Feel like im scarr if he play im going to blow it
Snakes in this shit so my grass had to
mow it
If i had some acres marijuana il grow it
I be like tupac BR be the poet
Im high as a bitch & it aint no deploying
But if i land i take off in a foreign
Skkkrr...
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Writer(s): Tyron Moore
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